Vaughn paused at Li Nanyu's words. He had assumed the man had come to see Dumbledore and had merely happened to run into him.
When Vaughn was at Hogwarts, he spent most of his time in the Headmaster's Office whenever he was not in the Laboratory.
Especially lately, with Dumbledore rarely returning, Vaughn had even been eating and sleeping there.
But now it seemed their meeting had been no coincidence.
The gift Li Nanyu intended for both him and Dumbledore piqued Vaughn's interest, and he leaned forward slightly.
Li Nanyu smiled faintly and raised one hand, a soft light glowing at his fingertips.
There was no incantation or hand seal, but Vaughn was certain this was not nonverbal spellcasting. It was likely a distinctive way of using Chinese magic.
Cheng Quandao had already given him a broad understanding of Chinese magic.
In China, few wizards used wands. Those who did were mostly people who had returned from overseas or studied abroad, combining international magic with Chinese magic to create a unique variant school.
But they were a minority. Most Chinese wizards followed more traditional practices.
True Chinese magic had stringent ritual requirements. Some spells even required setting up formations and erecting altars-but as times changed, Chinese magic had continued to simplify, and most rituals were no longer bound to outward forms.
To put it more plainly, wizards could complete a "ritual" within their bodies through qi circulation pathways, eliminating the need for physical movements or incantations, and even skipping the hand seals.
Clearly, that was how Li Nanyu was casting his spell.
Light blossomed at Li Nanyu's fingertips and transformed into a shifting image. It gradually expanded, soon forming a translucent scene.
Vaughn raised an eyebrow. This projection-like spell did not look complicated, yet it was already ahead of the